Friday, July 20, 2007
That time of year ...
It is that time of year. Time for the annual garage sale.
They always sound so wonderful in theory, but when it comes down to it, they really are a PITA.
Like last year... we had two garage sales for some reason (well, because my inlaws wanted to haul their sh** up here and see if they could sell it because, according to my MIL, things just sold better up here... whatever).
So I guess I should shower and make myself more presentable because I can hear the worker bees out there, and if I am not out there when the Mominator and Mini Martha show up with their stuff, then my name is mud.
Later. Have a good Friday.
Labels: garage sales
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.
The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.
The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.
The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.
Pull the plug already, will ya?
Where I could have been yesterday
More than a village
Now it is time to pay the piper
I would like for you to meet my sister
Blah blah blah blah
Whatever happened to just good old fashioned getti...
I want to watch the Freakin' Lizard!
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